Hollywood has come to the canals  Rob Ryan reports on the celebs who like to rough it with the rest of us and, overleaf, Mark Hodson shows you how to follow in Harrisons wake

You’ll need to use your imagination for this one. Pretend you’re a Hollywood star — one of the biggest. You want a holiday. Money, obviously, is no object. You’re well travelled, and you’ve been thinking about revisiting some of your old haunts: the glitzy Pitrizza hotel on Sardinia’s Costa Smeralda, maybe; Goldeneye, the most prestigious address in Jamaica (previous residents include Ian Fleming, Noel Coward, Johnny Depp and Dennis Hopper); or possibly La Tremoille — according to many, the loveliest hotel in the world’s loveliest city, Paris.

And then you think Nah, they’re boring. It’s Shropshire you want. And not just any old bit of Shropshire: book that flight, rent that barge and make for the Llan-gollen canal.

Your name is Harrison Ford. Last week, a few eyebrows were raised when the Indiana Jones star, his girlfriend, Calista Flockhart, and her three-year-old son were snapped chugging along aboard a narrowboat in the